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’ ‘Very well, Melusine, you win,’ Gerald said unguardedly, and dug his hand into his pocket. “I shall leave the flat to you and go to a hotel. Skin astonishingly clear except for a spray of blackheads on each side of her nose. Austin," continued the tapstress; "he's only going on an errand. And it’s like the petals falling from a flower. “You needn’t be worried,” she said quietly. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom. The curtain before one mystery was torn aside, and she saw in reality what lay behind the impulse that had led her into the young man's room. Dare we look back upon the darkened vista, and, in imagination retrace the path we have trod? With how many vain hopes is it shaded! with how many good resolutions, never fulfilled, is it paved! Where are the dreams of ambition in which, twelve years ago, we indulged? Where are the aspirations that fired us—the passions that consumed us then? Has our success in life been commensurate with our own desires—with the anticipations formed of us by others? Or, are we not blighted in heart, as in ambition? Has not the loved one been estranged by doubt, or snatched from us by the cold hand of death? Is not the goal, towards which we pressed, further off than ever—the prospect before us cheerless as the blank behind?—Enough of this. The future? He dared not speculate upon that. “Turn me.
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